Give me wings: A poem by Anjana Prasad


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Give my dreams, wings to fly and soar high
over the lofty mountains and valleys green
across the rivers and sea, to swim out of pain
under my veil, I too seek fresh air to breathe.

Freedom to flutter, to relish on heavenly nectar.
blow away nightmares of oppression
the freedom of a new dawn, to celebrate like birds
a scent of spring, that’s rejuvenating for a change

Set me free, give me the freedom to rejoice
I promise to forget the dust of past agonies
let’s rectify the time with you and me, together
to emerge as a star, among stars bright and shiny

My love, listen to my silent calls
all tears are lost, all hopes are lost
for death is also a celebration
freedom from all miseries.


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